A New Divine Position. Even if they had their teeth knocked out, they could only swallow the pain. What else could they do? Could they flee to another country?
A massive upheaval took place within the Divine Realm. A new divine position seemed to be faintly emerging, and the gods sensed it immediately.
"This is impossible! After us, no one should have been able to become a god again. Not even the dragon race could do it, much less the Elf race!" The Goddess of Light's pupils suddenly contracted. Although the aura of that divine position had flashed by in an instant, it was a genuine divine position.
One of the conditions for attaining a divine position was changing the world. Over the past ten thousand years, it was not as if no one had changed society, yet none of them had become gods. Divine positions had not even appeared.
The gods carefully sensed that aura, yet it felt incomparably vague. They could not see through it at all.
After the nation entered a stable path of development, Mel introduced a minimum wage standard and implemented a twelve-hour workday. This would keep those planning to open factories in line while also protecting workers' interests.
Compared with an eight-hour workday, twelve hours was indeed long. However, it was also for the sake of social stability. Those who had suddenly grown wealthy could not be allowed too much idle time. Entertainment in this era was scarce, and before there were more forms of entertainment and consumption, the workday could only be set at twelve hours. At the very least, it would mean fewer drunks in society.
Once people had too much free time, trouble was bound to arise.
Besides, longer working hours meant a higher total output. In an era where commercial